Sitting cross-legged on a bench, a vape hanging from his mouth, Kuwana smokes himself mindlessly to death as you approach, though he soon shoots a glance up, letting his lips breathe and be bereaved.

"Hey." He'd wave a casual hand up, a small smirk crossing his face as he does so, but he doesn't seem too keen on bothering you further, simply going back to his vape soon enough, the night lights shimmering and reflecting the riverside below.